A Fresh Start (A Lost Cause Sequel)

29 - To The Bone

🐭War's POV

"Thank you for coming everyone. Just a reminder that our Day 2 starts at 9AM, enjoy the rest of your day." The host said, and some of the people started standing and leaving and while some people started chatting.

I can hear the talks of a drink, and some more socializing.

"CEO War, right? Thailand?" A middle-aged man said, with his hand extended.

"Slamet, Indonesia." He said and I shook his hand. "Three other people are getting drinks. Do you want to join us?" he offers.

I don't have anything today anyway.

"Sure." I said and the five of us went out.

The good thing is, three of us are staying in the same hotel, so the consensus is that we're having the drinks at one of the hotel's bars.

The conversation during the short drive is mostly about personal lives. Only two are married and the three are all in their own relationships.

When we arrived at the bar, we moved to business topics. At the first hour of our drinks, that one guy was getting closer and closer. Laughing and tapping my back and I somehow got uncomfortable.

"Uhm I'm getting kinda tired." I told the group and stood up. "I'll get the tab. This's on me." I said and they tried to get me to stay and all that back and forth until I finally got away and to the counter.

I paid for the table's tab as of now, they can pay for anything they add to it.

Walking out of the bar, I suddenly felt a pat on my shoulder and I turn to the one person I want to have distance from.

"I'm feeling kinda bored. Just gonna go back to my room." He said with a shrug and I nod before taking a step a way from him, to push to the elevator button, I took another step away.

"War. It's an interesting name. Does it mean anything?" he with a tilt on his head.

"None. My parents just wanted it." I answer.

"My name is because my parents are both fans of this actor. Slamet Rahardjo Djarot." He shares, I didn't even ask. I just nod as I wait for the elevators. I fucking hate waiting, why can't these elevators move faster.

"What's your wife's name again? How long have you been married?" he asks.

I was about to answer when the elevator ding and I got in, but he came in as well.

This guy just won't fucking leave me alone.

"My girlfriend's Pevita, we've been together for almost 8 years now." He shares. I just hummed as I pressed my phone's wallet app and pressed on my floor.

"Oh? Look! We're on the same floor!" he says as he waves his keycard.

Well, just my fucking luck.

"Oh yeah" I said with a forced smile. We finally reached the floor and I immediately got out. He continues to follow close to me.

I'm contemplating if I should just punch him in the face or something.

"But you know how relationships are right? If you've been together for far too long... sometimes... things get boring." He says and I'm sure as hell I will punch this guy if he ever touch me again.

"Some excitement... would do people good right?" he says as I'm almost at my door. I grabbed my phone and placed it on my digital lock.

"What do you say?" He asks and I let out a sigh of relief when I opened my door and turn back to look at him.